Friday by Theresa Ann Moore

Friday by Theresa Ann Moore

Friday is a day of the week
That gives employment a break
TGIF is an acronym for relief
Releasing you from a mind ache

Friday is a day that concludes
Never again to be renewed
ABC appropriately describes…
It’s like gum that’s already been chewed

Friday is a pause that offers
A space that is temporally free
It improves the current flow
Whether you are AC and DC

LOL and enjoy the weekend
Breathe deep and smile
Monday is two days away…
So unwind your mind for awhile

Thank God it’s Friday

Thank God it’s Friday

Monday, such a blah day, we’re all in a mood.
Tuesday, things are better, but really, not that good.
Wednesday, so called hump day, we are getting there.
Thursday, “little Friday”, there’s a party in the air!

Thank God it’s Friday! What took so long?
Time to get crazy! A little wine and song.
It’s time to party! The weekend is here.
Fire up the charcoal, ice down the beer!
Dancing until the dawn’s early light.
Thank God it’s Friday! Bring on the night!

Saturday, sleeping in, doing all the chores.
Mow the lawn, rake the leaves, head out to the stores.
Sunday’s here, time to rest. It never seems to last.
Weekend’s gone, where did it go? Time goes so fast!

Thank God it’s Friday! What took so long?
Time to get crazy! A little wine and song.
It’s time to party! The weekend is here.
Fire up the charcoal, ice down the beer!
Dancing until the dawn’s early light.
Thank God it’s Friday! Bring on the night!

Day by day we go through life, never to pretend.
We are living everyday to get to the weekend!

Thank God it’s Friday! What took so long?
Time to get crazy! A little wine and song.
It’s time to party! The weekend is here.
Fire up the charcoal, ice down the beer!
Dancing until the dawn’s early light.
Thank God it’s Friday! Bring on the night!

Friday’s at yours by Shannon

Friday’s at yours by Shannon

Friday’s at yours.
Friday’s at yours are special to me
Whether we’re going out to the theatre
Whether we stay in to watch movies
Friday’s at yours are special to me
It always starts with tea and ends with a kiss
and theres always a cuddle or three
Friday’s at yours are special to me
You are my stormboy
You are my light
Friday’s at yours are special to me
You are all my favourite love songs
You are the epitome of safety and fearless
Friday’s at yours are special to me
Curled up, no matter where we go
In your arms safe and calm and happy and
free.
Friday’s at yours are special to me
We laugh and kiss and look and love
We discover new things about each other.
Friday’s at yours are special to me
you play with my hair and I scratch your back
and we kiss like nobody else exists
Friday’s at yours are special to me
you walk me out in just your socks,
kiss me tenderly,
wave goodbye.
Friday’s at yours are special to me
Going home, leaving you alone in your room
kills me. all I wish is to fall asleep in your arms and
not have to wake up
alone
Friday’s at yours are special to me
i get home and we’re still talking
talk until we fall asleep
alone
but happy
Friday’s at yours are special to me